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He tosses me in the air, and I unfurl my wings, finding my balance as he grabs my legs and settles them on his shoulders so that my thighs spread wide around his head. “Remember the part about hanging on.” He licks along my center, and I whimper. This man and his wicked tongue.
Riding the pleasure that sweeps me up in its wake, I hang on like he said because it’s all I can manage. I can’t think, can’t speak, can’t breathe. Heat rolls over me, and my vision goes gold and white. An orgasm roars through me, and I bite back a scream.
“Don’t fight it,” Nolan says against my thigh. “I could keep at this for hours.”
“No.” I tug on his hair. “I mean, yes, but no. I want you inside me.”
He lowers me, a slow drag of my body against his that sends friction to all the right places, and I need him again. “Now,” I whisper and writhe against him. He lines us together so with the right wiggle, I could take what I crave, but nooo, he holds me in place.
“Tell me you’re sure, mate.”
So many words. “Yes.” A simple agreement I can handle. More? Not so much.
With a single stroke, he pushes into me. Too much, too big, too…perfect. I pull the golden threads of our mating bond tight as I lock my legs around his hips. Anticipation starts a slow crawl to a second climax.
“You’re mine,” he says. “I will want you every single day of the rest of our lives.”
Every day? I might shatter from ecstasy overload.
“Against this tree. In the bed,” he says, timing his thrusts with the filthy talk that has me squirming against him. “Out of it. When you skate. When you fly. Fuck, when you uncurl that sexy-ass whip of yours. You make me crazy with wanting you. Tell me you’ll let me slip inside you any time, any place our mating bond says you need me to fill you up, to make you scream, to make you beg.”
I come apart, and the mating bond locks into place. He’s mine, and I’m his. For all our lives to come.
27
NOLAN
Sadie Tucker’s finally, finally mine. Forever.
By losing myself inside her, I found where I belong. With her legs wrapped around me and our bodies pressed together, she’s all that matters. Not the marshals. Not shifter politics. Nothing else but this incredible woman who the Fates and Furies let me have another shot at winning in a second life.
The mating bond settles within me, satisfying me and my beast. She has completed us after such a long wait of looking for something and not knowing what exactly we were missing. This. Her.
Guilt and doubt creep in. I took my virgin mate against a tree in the swampland—
“Stop it.” She pinches my arm. “I feel what you feel, remember? And I wanted you as much as you—”
“Needed you.” I straighten her clothing, not worrying about my nudity. But death to anyone who sees my mate exposed like this. “I’ll make it up to you with slow, delicious lovemaking until you can’t walk for a week.”
“Promises, promises.”
My fiery mate. I can’t wait to begin our forever together. “I love you, Sadie.”
She stares at me, her green eyes shining with tears although our bond shines with happiness. My tough, gorgeous Fury undoes me. “I’ve loved you as long as I can remember.”
Her simple admission marks me as hers forever as much as our mating. I touch my forehead to hers, needing the connection. “Even when you couldn’t stand me?” I whisper, needing her to know that I realize the asshole I was to her. Never again.
She gives a soft laugh. “Even then.”
Months later, I still marvel at my mate as though what we have begins fresh every morning when I wake with her in my arms and each night when she reaches for me in our bed. Syn City has become my home because it’s where she is.
Sadie and her Fury sisters work on making the town into the original purpose of the immortals, a place where those with magic and those without can live together without fear or prejudice. Her cosmetics brand booms with new derby-inspired colors now that the Houses skate together in splendid shows of supernatural powers and winged spectacles.
Shifter politics take up too much of my time since I’ve become the local liaison for the area. Dismantling the marshal militia becomes the new purpose of the Nashville wolves. Coming from another meeting about getting electricity and clean water to packs who have suffered without under the marshals, I head toward the cabin until I sense my mate’s pull toward her remade garden that’s ten times the size of the original.
Gone are the wards and secrecy. Now Sadie uses her natural abilities and Tucker family legacy to foster green witches from around the world who want to experience the magical properties of land blessed by deities. This garden now feeds and heals hundreds. A few workers and children from the grade school wave at me as I make my way to my mate.
Her blonde hair gleams golden in the sunlight. She kneels with her hands in the soil and dirt streaks across her cheeks—the girl I fell in love with all grown up in the mate who I live for. She spots me and grins, a sexy curve of her lips that holds promise of teasing and taunting.
